Only at this time, Roger dared to hug this child so unscrupulously. He was unwilling to approach this abnormally silent child because of some reasons of Ambu and himself, but it was not to the point of hatred. How to say He was also born in July of his pregnancy, but although this child is young, he can already see that his feelings are too sensitive, or too heavy on feelings.
This child is eagerly looking forward to everyone in the family. When Xi Ya goes out to play, he will wait at the intersection in the evening. As long as Xi Ya talks to him, he is very happy. Every time An Sen and An Luo go out to hunt, He followed him for a long distance until he was discovered and sent him back. As for me, let alone, I followed him, and I would never go out to play unless I chased him away.
Roger is very afraid that if he leaves one day, this child will not be able to bear it. Instead of that, it is better to be more distant now. The more he gains, the more painful the loss will be. Maybe let him remember that there is someone who doesn’t love him. He grows up It will be easier when he is sensible, and Mo Ya also needs to learn to be independent. He is an orc, and one day he will have to take on his own responsibilities.
"Mo Ya, you have to be strong quickly, so that I can leave with peace of mind." These two children are destined not to take one with them, they belong to this world.
It has to be said that Roger has the rational and indifferent side of most men. Once a decision is made, it will be absolutely carried out to the end. Therefore, for a long time in the future, Mo Ya still did not get any warmth from Roger that belongs to Ah Mo, but Fortunately, there is an Uncle Ambu who loves him the most, who can teach him how to speak, bring him delicious food, and teach him hunting skills.
In this way, the days passed by day by day, and Mo Ya was two years old in a blink of an eye. He still does not speak fluently, and he stumbles, but he does not speak much, and only occasionally pops up a sentence, so people in the tribe Most of them didn't know that Mo Ya from the An Luo patriarch's family had speech problems, and only thought he was bored.
What broke the calm was that it was a sultry summer afternoon, and it might rain heavily. It had been hot and stuffy for several days in a row. Roger tugged at his neckline, shaking a big cattail fan woven by An Luo, but Doesn't work, even the wind is hot.
Xi Ya stays away from home all day long, looking out the window, Mo Ya is curled up in the cool reeds by the stream and taking a nap, Roger also decides to take a cold shower and sleep, hoping that the rain will come down when he wakes up . He stacked the blueprints on the table together and pressed them down with a piece of wood. The blueprints were almost completed, almost. He dug through the secret passage of the forbidden area, but at the end of the secret passage was a huge stone gate. At the bottom of the stone gate, there is a gentle white light coming out. There must be something hidden behind the stone gate. He has an intuition that maybe all the secrets are in the passage behind the stone gate, but he has searched every corner of the stone gate, but he has not opened it. This is a big problem, and with his own strength, it is impossible to destroy Shimen. He had to find a way to get behind the stone gate.
The wind blew up on the grassland, and a large swath of dark clouds came over from the east. Mo Ya felt a little cold, and woke up rubbing her eyes.
"Father is asleep." When Mo Ya came in and saw that Roger was sleeping, she lightened her steps sensiblely.
"My Ah Mo is indeed the most beautiful in the tribe." Mo Ya squatted on the bedside, seeing that Roger was fast asleep, her big dark green eyes flickered, and she slowly pushed her head to Ah Mo's lips When he got closer, he saw that Ah Mo had kissed his brother, but he had never kissed him.
Just touching it, Roger might feel itchy, frowned and turned his face to the side, Mo Ya was frightened immediately and didn't dare to move, after a while seeing that Roger didn't wake up, he stretched out his little paw to touch the quilt Wherever they kissed, simple and pure satisfaction floated in their eyes.
The window was not closed, and the papers on the table were rattling by the wind quickly aroused Mo Ya's curiosity. Seeing that Ah Mo was looking at those things every day, he didn't know what they were, so he climbed out of bed, jumped on the bench, and finally jumped Going up to the table, the table was too high for Mo Ya now, so although he managed to get up, he couldn't stand still, and he jumped on it all at once, the wood pressed on the paper was knocked away, and the paper was blown everywhere by the wind , Those that did not disperse by luck were also soaked in the poured black ink. Mo Ya knew that something was wrong, and normally Ah would not let him and his elder brother touch these papers. He hadn't changed into a human form yet, and his four little paws hurriedly tidied up. Who would have thought that the more they tidied up, the more messy they would be, and in the end they messed with himself and the paper on the table? They are all black, but he is not very conspicuous because of his black fur, but it is different on the table, which is full of messy paper and ink.
"What did you do?" When Roger opened his eyes, seeing this situation, he was very frightened and furious, and stepped off the bed in one step. This was his painstaking efforts for more than two years, and all his hopes of returning home were ruined by this place today. How could he not be angry when the child was on him.
"Father..." Mo Ya shouted timidly, he knew he was wrong.
"Go away." Roger yelled at him, "Keep you away from me, how many times have I told you." The ones on the table are obviously not working, and the only few on the ground are only a small part. Can't connect.
"Father..." Mo Ya saw that a picture was about to fly out, so she hurriedly jumped down to chase after it, and held it down with her paws, but his paws were already stained with ink, and this time, the picture on the paper was covered by his paw prints Living.
"You don't think you've caused me enough trouble, do you?" Roger waved him away, and in a panic, Mo Ya's small body flew towards the corner of the cabinet.
Roger reacted and was shocked, "Moya..."
Mo Ya quickly got up from the ground, Roger thought he was going to cry, but he just opened his eyes wide and didn't say a word.
Roger couldn't bear to look any longer, turned his head and said, "Let's play with my brother on the street, Dad, clean up here."
Mo Ya walked very happily this time, and Luo Jie, who was used to him dawdling around her, felt a little uncomfortable.
In the middle of the afternoon, the elders in the tribe sent people from door to door to notify them that there was going to be a big storm on the grassland in the past two days, so try not to leave the tribe, especially now that most of the orcs in the tribe have gone out, and there are more females and children left .
Roger checked the doors and windows, and fixed the wooden sticks on the top. Seeing that the sky was getting darker, he went out to find the two brothers. Xi Ya said that he would play under the water-wrapped trees around the corner today. The water-wrapped trees are It is a unique tree species on the leopard grassland. During the rainy season, its branches grow soft and thick, and clean water is stored in it. The tree will bear large, delicious and juicy fruits. But in the dry season, its leaves It just fell off. The leaves are good for cooking and seasoning. Even the paper used by Roger is made of the bark of this tree. Doctor Qing Qiao said that many parts of this tree can be used as medicine.
As soon as Luo Jie got there, he saw Xi Ya leading a group of people jumping up and down the tree. He yelled, and Xi Ya jumped down grabbing a branch, "Dad, look, these leaves are so tender. Give it to Uncle Su Rui when I go back later, he will definitely like it." As long as Anson and Anbu are not at home, they and Su Rui's family usually eat together.
Luo Jie looked around, but he didn't see Mo Ya, so he asked, "Where's your brother?"
Xi Ya wondered: "Mo Ya didn't come here." Mo Ya doesn't like to come out to play, he just likes to follow Ah.
Only then did Roger feel that something was wrong, and he carried Xi Ya home, and the other children were also led back by their grandmothers.
"Xia, don't go out at home, it may rain heavily later, I'll look for Mo Ya." Luo Jie put Xi Ya down.
"Ah, I'm with you." Xi Ya clutched the corner of his clothes.
"No, you have to stay at home. In case Mo Ya runs back later by herself, remember to watch him and don't let him go out again." Roger instructed.
Xi Ya nodded.
The wind is getting stronger outside, and a huge storm is coming soon.
"Moya..."
"Mo Ya, I'm Dad..."
"Moya..."
"..."
Luo Jie knew that Mo Ya rarely went to the tribe alone, so he went straight to the grassland as soon as he came out. But the grassland was too big, he really didn't know where to look for it, and he didn't have as keen a sense of smell as the orcs.
"Xia, is Mo Ya back?" Roger couldn't find anyone, so he went home to check.
"No, huh."
It was clearly in the middle of the afternoon, and the sky was as dark as ink. Roger licked his lips, and before he had time to drink, he took a coir raincoat and prepared to go out again. It was already raining outside, which made him even more anxious. If he is really in danger, he doesn't even have the ability to fight back, "Xia, do you know where Mo Ya usually likes to go to play?" Until then, he had to admit that he neglected this child too much.
"Mo Ya only likes to walk on the grassland by himself."
Xi Ya's words made Roger very sad.
"By the way, I have seen Uncle Anbu take Mo Ya to play on the eastern grassland."
"Uncle Ambu?"
"Yeah, Uncle Anbu loves Mo Ya very much." The pain made him a little jealous. After all, Uncle Anbu loved him the most in the past, but Mo Ya was his younger brother, so he didn't get angry.
"Okay, you wait at home." Roger put on his coir raincoat and bamboo hat, turned and went out.
This time he had a rough goal, so Roger went straight to the east to look for it, but the wind was so strong that he could hardly stand still against the wind, the rain was overwhelming, and there was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of him. I don't know, the grass is wet and slippery, Roger has fallen countless somersaults, and the coir raincoat on his body has become heavy.
"Mo Ya... I'm Dad... Where are you, please answer when you hear the words."
"Moya..."
Roger shouted hoarsely, but in this thunderstorm day, the sound did not spread very far.
"Mo Ya... um..." Roger's right foot sank into the puddle on the grassland, and there was a sharp pain in his foot, which should be sprained.
Roger frowned, hugged his leg and pulled it out. This small movement made him gasp in pain, but he didn't know how to straighten his bones, so he could only cut some cloth strips from the hem of his clothes to tighten it tightly. He broke off a relatively thick branch from a nearby dwarf tree, polished it a little, and used it as a walking stick.
"Moya..."
It was always dark, and Roger didn't know how long he had been walking. His left leg was numb, and his right foot was swollen and painful. But where did Mo Ya go? He is still so small.
"Mo Ya, where are you? Come out." Roger didn't have much strength anymore, he decided to walk to the small hill in front and stop for a while. Unable to stand on one foot, he fell heavily to the ground and did not get up for a while.
"Dad..." A familiar voice came from behind Xiao Shanbao.
Roger wondered if he had hallucinations in the heavy rain, is it really Moya? He shouted in that direction: "Mo Ya, I'm Dad."
A small round head protruded from the back of the mountain bag, already soaked by the rain, and the black fur was compliant.
Roger crawled over, his right foot was no longer able to exert strength, halfway through the walk, Mo Ya rushed into his arms crying.
Luo Jie hugged and leaned against the west side of the small hill. The rain would definitely not be able to block it, but at least it could block the wind. He wrapped Mo Ya in his arms, and said in pain and anger: "How dare you run to Come from such a far place? Won't you go back even if it rains?"
Mo Ya pressed her head to Roger's chest, and said in a muffled voice, "Father... angry... wait... Uncle Ambu is here to pick me up."
Luo Jie blinked his eyes, and finally blinked the tears from his eyes. He didn't want to cry in front of the child, so he hugged Mo Ya tightly, and said: "Mo Ya is good, Dad is not angry. It is Dad who is not good. loose the temper."
"Dad..." The child's clear eyes immediately showed joy.
They couldn't stay here for a long time, the rain couldn't stop for a while, the two of them would have to freeze after sitting for a long time, they had to find a place to shelter from the rain.
With Mo Ya in his pocket, Luo Jie leaned on a cane and looked around. The grassland is vast and flat, and it is impossible to find a cave. On the contrary, there is a long ravine 100 meters away from the mountain, and the bushes and shrubs underneath are extremely dense. There may be a place to shelter from the rain. Roger chose a place with gentler terrain to slide down, and Moya hugged him tightly. He dared not let go of his claws.
The bottom of the gully is very humid because there is no sunshine all year round, but the rain here is indeed much less. The rain drips from the dense leaves, pattering, and there are some small animals sheltering from the rain under the trees, smelling the breath of orcs They all scattered and fled.
I don't know how long this rain will last, Luo Jie hugged Mo Ya and sat on the wet heavy coir raincoat that he had taken off.
"dad?"
"Huh? Is Mo Ya cold?" Roger asked with his head down.
"Headache."
Is it a cold? Roger tested his body temperature, it wasn't high, on the contrary it was quite cold.
"Where does it hurt? Mo Ya?"
Mo Ya raised her little paw, and tapped the front right side of her forehead.
"Dad, look." Roger gently brushed the wet fur away, but it was too dark to see, except that the place seemed swollen, and his fingers had blood on them. In this position, he suddenly seemed to be choked by someone, and when he spoke again, his voice was hoarse, "I'm sorry, Mo Ya, it's my father's fault... I'm sorry..." This was the injury caused by hitting the cabinet at that time.
"Daddy, touch."
Roger covered his eyes with one hand, he felt that he would soon be unable to face innocent children.
"Daddy, touch." Mo Ya whispered again,
"Father give you a whir, the pain will soon be gone."
Mo Ya took the initiative to put her big head in Roger's arms.
Fortunately, it was not too late, the child was still willing to get close to him, Roger gently helped him, the night was getting heavier and heavier, it was the first time for Mo Ya to lie in her father's arms, secretly rubbing and rubbing, thinking No one noticed.
Suddenly, Mo Ya pricked up her ears vigilantly, and jumped out of Roger's arms.
"What's the matter, Mo Ya?" Roger asked softly. The orc's hearing has always been sharp. Even though Mo Ya was young, it was much better than his own. He must have heard something suspicious.
Moya was facing east, her big eyes were wide open in the darkness. At this moment, Roger also heard the sound of branches and leaves breaking as they stepped on the bushes, which the heavy rain could not cover up. The sound was so dense, and the thing was moving very fast. And listening to the news, that thing is either very big or numerous, no matter which one, it is not something they can handle with this injury.
Roger didn't know where the power came from, so he made a decisive decision, picked up Mo Ya and ran away, panicked, but the movement behind him was getting louder and louder, he knew that those things were about to come after him, but he didn't have time to look back, he just tried his best to stop Running without stopping, one of his feet stepped on the air, Roger hugged him and rolled down a smooth passage until he landed on a dry ground. Roger saw that the thing above did not catch up, Moya in his arms was fine, His eyes went dark and he passed out. Roger's health was not in good shape, and after searching for Mo Ya in the rain for a long time, he sprained his foot, and ran away in shock and fear, his physical strength had reached its limit.
As soon as Luo Jie regained consciousness, he went to touch Mo Ya in his arms. When he found nothing, he opened his heavy eyelids anxiously. He was startled by the big hairy face in front of him. There was only curiosity and no malice in the gray eyes, and he felt a little relieved.
This is a gray-backed white-bellied animal about two meters tall, with round ears, round eyes, round nose, and even round limbs, but this one is obviously still in its infancy, it may be It is a kind of bear, but it should not be an orc. He has never seen an orc of this size. It is too huge, so Roger decided to call it a round bear for the time being. He had never heard of bears on the prairie before.
"Mo Ya?" Roger called Mo Ya softly, not wanting to provoke the little round bear in front of him.
Mo Ya got out from under the belly of the little round bear, yawned, and jumped into Roger's arms: "Dad."
"What's going on here?" Roger didn't understand the situation yet.
"Eat, Dad, eat." Mo Ya spread out her paws, holding a few small orange fruits inside.
"He gave it to you?" Roger pointed to the naive little round bear squatting behind.
Mo Ya nodded, and Little Round Bear also nodded foolishly.
As the ground shook for a while, Roger thought it was an earthquake, but when he looked up, he found two bigger round bears rolling down from the passage they came from. No wonder the road is so smooth, with the shape of a hill. If I have to say the difference, the smaller one has a long tail, the size of an orc's palm, and the other tail is a small white ball.
The little round bear threw himself into their arms and acted like a baby for a while, Roger guessed that it was its parents, and the biggest round bear dropped the prey on its back to the ground, which was a hippopotamus.
Maybe it's because they don't have enough gaps between their teeth, and the little round bear likes to play with them. The two adult round bears didn't make things difficult for them, maybe they treated them as little round bear's toys, and they just wanted to give them some food Obviously it is also impossible, Little Round Bear will sometimes give them what he can't eat, and Roger will give it to Mo Ya, and he only drinks water and eats a little fruit.
Su Rui didn't see Roger bringing the two little guys over for dinner for two days, so he felt a little strange. He knocked on the door in the rain, only Xi Ya was at home, so he knew that Roger had been missing for two days, so he hurried to I went to the elders of the tribe. When the elders heard that the female and the child of the patriarch were missing, and Roger himself was also a capable person, he immediately sent the remaining orcs in the tribe to look for them, but they searched for four or five days in a row. There is no trace. Seven days later, Ansen Anluo Anbu came back from hunting. Hearing this, he rushed to the grassland like crazy to search, but still found nothing, and asked Xi Ya carefully again when he returned home.
Xi Ya thought about it, and told the situation that day in detail, and they also went east. An Bu saw the small mountain bag that often brought Mo Ya to play, and his heart moved. According to common sense, it was raining that day, and Roger He will definitely take Mo Ya back, unless there is an accident, he dare not think about another possibility, he can only speculate that Roger took Mo Ya to hide, the nearest hiding place is the deep ravine up.
They went down to the ravine and found Roger's coir raincoat. There was little rain below, and Roger ran in a hurry, so the clothes were scratched by branches. They followed the trail and quickly went down to the cave, and found Moya and Luo. Jay.
Roger was leaning on the little round bear's belly to drink water. He drank too much water these days, and his whole body became swollen.
An Luo hugged Roger. An Bu hugged Mo Ya, and An Sen was about to attack the bewildered little round bear.
"Don't kill him, Anson, it didn't hurt us."
Anson said a name, Roger didn't remember clearly, it wasn't a bear, it was said that it was a very cruel carnivore on the grassland, it was bulky, but its hunting speed was not inferior at all, even big animals like hippopotamuses and elephants couldn't escape it their claws.
Roger came back to see that the little round bear was still so cute. It wagged its little tail awkwardly and wanted to climb up that passage and follow them, but it was too small and the passage was slippery. It climbed up again and again. Slipping down again and again, the movement of the earth shaking not far away is getting closer and closer.
"They're back," said Roger.
"Let's go." Anson greeted, and the orcs spread their wings and flew up. Sure enough, they saw the two big round bears running back quickly.
This time it was a surprise, but who can guarantee that there will be no next time? An Luo thought twice and decided to step down from the position of patriarch. The apparent reason was that he was not good at words. Not good enough, the most real reason is that this time he was really scared by Roger, if he wasn't the patriarch, he wouldn't have to go out every hunting, so that he and his elder brother could take turns at home, so he could take better care of Roger and the children We, this dangerous situation will not arise.
Anson thought about it and agreed, but they didn't want to give up the patriarchal position they had finally obtained. After much deliberation, only Anbu was left. He was brave when hunting and saved the lives of his tribe many times. The popularity here is also good, and with their support, there should be few people who would object.
Naturally, Anbu would not object, he likes to keep himself busy every day, so that he will not expect extravagant things that are destined not to be obtained.
The matter was settled in this way, but the official handover ceremony of the patriarch still had to be on the day of the festival, so An Luo had to be the patriarch for half a year.
If there is a good side to this accident, it is that the relationship between Roger and Mo Ya and his son has been repaired. Moya still likes to be by Roger's side, but now Roger will hug him, kiss him, bathe him, and groom him. Moreover, Mo Ya's ability to learn to speak has improved significantly. He still doesn't talk much, but he speaks every sentence fluently, like all children of this age.
When Roger was drawing drawings, Moya would sleep on his lap. Roger stroked his head, where there was a scar.
It was the autumn of the fifth year Roger came to this world.
Roger had a dream last night. This dream was very bad. He dreamed that his father came to say goodbye to him. He knew it was not a good sign. Maybe his father was really dying. That responsibility also made him completely determined to leave.
While An Sen and An Luo were out hunting, Roger packed his bags and saluted. Xi Ya and Mo Ya needed someone to take care of him. The first person he thought of was An Bu. An Bu didn't go this time. Regardless of their relationship, after all, An Bu Bu is Mo Ya's biological father, so it should be said.
After listening to Roger's words, Anbu felt unreal that the nightmare he had worried the most for a long time had finally come true. He had made countless mental preparations, but until today, he knew that he would never be able to face Roger calmly. After leaving, he paused and said, "I'll see you off."
"No, I can do it myself..."
"I'll see you off." Anbu repeated again, this time with a tougher tone, with a harsh meaning that could not be refused.
All night, Roger sat by the bed and looked at the two children. One was four years old and the other was two years old. Mo Ya hadn't transformed yet, so he didn't know what he would look like in the future. He didn't think about it, he was numb and empty, he didn't wake up until he heard the knock on the door, he hurriedly grabbed the bag, turned around and ran, without looking back, he was afraid that he would be unable to move if he looked at it.
Anbu touched the corners of his eyes, where there were still remaining tears, "After dawn, Zhu Xi will come to pick up the two little guys."
"Let's go." Roger bowed his head, taking advantage of the dark.
Ambu didn't ask any questions along the way, and followed Roger to the top of the temple, watching Roger take out a piece of black jade and turn around on it, and a secret passage appeared in front of them.
The days in the secret passage were dark, and the two of them talked occasionally, but the parting was imminent, and the soreness stuck in their hearts could not be resolved, and no one had the heart to say anything calmly. When they were tired, they would lean against the wall for a rest, eat some dried meat and drink some water, In the second half of the journey, Roger was almost always carried by Ambu.
"You will walk the rest of the way by yourself, let me carry you for the last time this time." When he said this, Roger also became sad.
When we reached the exit outside the forbidden area, Roger jumped off Ambu's back and said, "Send it here, Ambu. The rest of the road is for me to go."
"Didn't you say that there is a huge stone gate inside? Maybe I can help." Anbu said.
"No, I have a solution." He brought a clay pot, kerosene and sulfur, sealed it, lit the fuse, and it should be able to act as gunpowder to blow open the door.
"Roger, can I give you another hug?"
Roger didn't make a sound. The two of them got to where they are today. Everyone is at fault, but neither can go back. Ambu stepped forward and gave him a very light hug, which was so light that it was almost weightless, "Take care, Luo Jay."
"The same to you."
Seeing Roger turn around, Anbu couldn't help running after him. Standing at the exit, he was about to speak when he heard the voices of Brother An Sen and An Luo. Roger didn't seem to hear him, and ran even faster , until the cries of Mo Ya and Xi Ya came over, he saw that Roger’s legs were like heavy stones falling, getting slower and slower until he fell to the ground, the two children rushed over first, and Roger hugged him. Watching them cry loudly, at any time, he has never seen Roger cry so much, the grief is beyond description, as if he has given up something very important in life. Brother Anson and An Luo also came over later, and Roger followed them back, and finally he was the only one left sitting in this lonely wilderness for a long time.
On the way back, Roger's black jade stone that opened the secret path was lost deep in the grassland. Soon, Roger knew that his father had gone. I can't say that feeling, it may be a kind of psychological induction between father and son.
During the festival month of that year, Anbu became the new head of the leopard tribe, and Roger gave birth to a third child, a lovely snow leopard named Mingya.
Roger fell asleep under the persimmon tree, and the light yellow flower buds fell into his hair with the wind. The slender young man next to him leaned over to pick, and the black hair fell on his face.
"Boo..." Roger murmured softly.
"Dad, it's me."
Roger kissed the scar on his forehead, and said, "It's Mo Ya, have you got everything ready for going out tomorrow?"
Mo Ya smiled and said: "It's all ready. Dad, don't worry, with my elder brother and I here, my younger brother's experience will not be a problem."
Roger smiled, and asked again: "Where's Mingya?"
"Sleeping in the house."
Roger scolded with a smile: "A person who is going out to practice tomorrow, how can he sleep at this time?"
"Dad, don't worry, we will all come back safely."
"Mo Ya is already this old, time flies so fast." It has been twenty years since he came to this world.